Let her fuck you

Elmara doesn’t undress herself (thankfully) but does lift up her skirts, and you see her scrawny, shriveled legs below before she lowers herself onto your stiff cock. She drapes her arms around you and your face is too close to hers as you feel yourself enter her shockingly plump and tight pussy.

“You are very bold, coming to me and asking such things, young man. What is your name?” She asks as she rides you. You steady her with one hand and brace yourself with your other.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

“My name is John. I thought you would have information on her. Even just to know if she’s real.”

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

“Oh, she’s as real as the nuts between your legs, my boy. Fuck me harder, put your hips into it.” You oblige her.

“She resides on top of the great mountain, and has since before I was born, before my mother’s mother was born. Legend says that she makes men of all ages who try to defeat cum to **** in mere seconds. She’s three times as large as any mortal woman, covered in scales, and has a cock and a pussy, both big enough to match her size. Other than the promise of **** by fucking, which many men aspire to, it is also said she sits upon an enormous amount of treasure, including the rightful crown of this country. Now switch positions for Elmara, fuck me doggy style and cum in me. Don’t worry, I’m much too old to get pregnant, hehe…” She cackles witch-like and extricates herself from your dick, and gets on all fours. She gives you the location of the nearest town to the mountain, a village at the very base, and from there you can make your journey, which she warns will be treacherous as any. You thank her and fill up her wretched old womb with spurt after spurt of your hot cum, and leave.